"You're so boring." Chrissy was speechless. He shook his head and nudged him with his elbow, saying: "Let's go, I'll introduce you to some wealthy businessmen, all of whom are in hotels. Maybe you can do it in the future."
There can be cooperation.”
"OK."
Chu Heng readily agreed, and then he and Chrissy walked towards a few middle-aged and elderly men who were standing by the food area drinking and chatting.
"Mr. Chu! I didn't expect to meet you here."
Unexpectedly, they had only taken a few steps when a fat white man suddenly blocked their way and walked straight towards Chu Heng with a look of surprise on his face.
When he saw this person, Chu Heng couldn't help but feel dizzy and wanted to turn around and leave.
After he held a book fan meeting, for a few days, some rich people, politicians and other figures often came to visit. Most of them were dismissed by him by saying that they were using magic at the time, and a small number of them were still there.
Entangled.
And this fat man was one of the people who pestered him. His name was Cammy Locke. He would come to harass him every now and then, wanting to ask Chu Heng to teach him magic.
Soon, Locke came to Chu Heng, bowed his waist, and said sincerely: "Mr. Chu, I wonder how you considered the conditions I mentioned last time?"
Chu Heng looked at him with a headache, frowned and said: "Mr. Locke, I have explained to you very clearly that I am not a wizard and I don't know magic. I was just performing magic that day."
"Mr. Chu, please don't lie to me. I have checked about the meeting. Everyone said that you did not prepare any props at that time. Moreover, I also asked many well-known magicians and they all said that there were no props in the world.
People can achieve the effects you show without borrowing props, so there is only one possibility, you are a wizard." Locke smiled proudly.
"You can think what you want. Anyway, what I said is the truth. Please don't harass me!" Chu Heng, who was annoyed, glanced at him displeased, and then gestured to Chrissy.
Turn sideways and walk past him.
"Mr. Chu." Locke caught up with him, took his arm, and begged: "I really want to learn magic. Please accept me as an apprentice. As long as you agree, the conditions are whatever you want!"
"
"Really?" Chu Heng stopped and moved his eyebrows, showing a sign of emotion.
When Locke saw this, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He thought he had impressed him and nodded vigorously: "Really, any condition, as long as I can do it!"
"Then I ask you not to appear in front of me in this life. Do you know that your current behavior has greatly interfered with my life?" Chu Heng fiercely broke away from him, turned to look at Cen Hao, and said with a frown.
: "Keep an eye on this grandson for me. If he dares to harass me again, throw him out!"
"Understood!" Cen Hao stood between the two of them, holding his arms, staring at Locke coldly, and slowly stretched out his hand.
Locke, who had suffered at his hands before and knew that he was a very skilled guy, was frightened and took a few steps back, raising his hands in the air: "Hey, calm down, man, I didn't do anything, just leave now, here.
Just leave."
He ran away dejectedly, sighed and went to the drinking area to get a glass of whiskey, looking longingly at Chu Heng who was already chatting with someone.
"head."
At this time, a young black man in a suit and leather shoes walked over quietly and whispered: "Everything has been arranged."
"..."
Locke looked at Chu Heng blankly, with a thoughtful expression on his face, not hearing what he was saying at all.
The black young man followed his gaze and saw him staring at Chu Heng. He felt helpless. He was a good boss, but he was too obsessed with supernatural things.
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He shook his head and said: "Boss, why haven't you given up yet? Maybe that guy is just like us..."
"Shut up!" Locke turned back and glared at him, and said firmly: "It's not like you haven't seen the results of the investigation. Fire dragons and water cannons from both sides turned people into pigs without any cover. Mr. Chu Heng
What is it if it’s not a wizard?”
"Okay, you're right, but I think you should put aside learning magic now? We have to talk about something serious." The black young man said seriously.
"Go over there." Locke pointed to the corner and stepped over.
…
the other side.
Chu Heng, who was chatting with several wealthy businessmen, shook the red wine glass in his hand, laughed and said to one of the old white men: "Haha, what a coincidence, it turns out you are also optimistic about the mid- to low-end market."
"The competition in the high-end hotel market is too fierce, and I don't have much capital, so the mid- to low-end market is a good choice."
"Indeed, I wonder how your company is developing now?"
"I'm still making ends meet. I currently operate more than 100 hotels. The main markets are in California and Nevada. How about you, Mr. Chu?"
"I am not worth mentioning in front of you. I only started investing in the mid- to low-end market two months ago, and now I estimate that I only have four or five hotels."
"Haha, you are so funny. If you who own three star hotels are not worth mentioning, then who are we?"
"Hahaha."
While several people were talking and laughing, suddenly a middle-aged white man broke into Chu Heng's sight. He had a vague impression of this man. On the day of the meeting, he was among the book fans.
A pretty cool person.
After he performed the water cannon to drive away the Death Eaters that day, this guy actually ran over and wanted to kiss his shoes and become his servant.
At this moment, I saw that man walking up to several wealthy people from investment companies, gesticulating and talking about something.
Because he was a little far away, Chu Heng didn't hear it very clearly. He vaguely heard words like cars, lightweight, small, etc.
He didn't eavesdrop on purpose, it was all accidental, and he didn't take it seriously. After taking a look at the man, he turned around and continued chatting with the hotel business guys around him.
After a while, the middle-aged white man left the wealthy investors with a disappointed look on his face, and then began to look around, trying to find another target.
Soon he found Chu Heng who was chatting and laughing with others. He was immediately excited and hurriedly ran forward. He put his left hand on his right chest, bent his body, performed an ancient aristocratic etiquette, and said with awe: "Hello, Chu.
Mr. Heng, it’s really an honor to see you again.”
Chu Heng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then he stretched out his hand out of courtesy and said with a smile: "Hello, sir, we meet again."
The man was flattered and shook his hand: "Ah, I didn't expect you to still remember me."
"Haha, my memory has always been good. Besides, you are still a fan of my books. How could I not remember it?" Chu Heng chatted with him politely: "I just saw that you seemed to be talking about cars with someone. You are in the automobile industry.
of?"
"Yes, sir." The man nodded, his manner still respectful: "I used to be the deputy chief engineer of General Motors, but I was kicked out due to issues with my philosophy. Now I am planning to start my own business and make cars. I was soliciting investment just now.
"
When he heard that he was looking for investment and would soon have a sum of money in his hand, Chu Heng immediately became interested and asked, "Can you tell me about it?"
